Chen Jianping took the risk alone, in order to prevent the various factions from attacking the Ziyun Palace, at this moment, the old man in purple said this, he immediately hugged his fists and said: "The matter of Wangbei Mountain Ziyun Palace was indeed framed. ”

Saying this, he glanced at the people lying on the ground, and then said: "The person who fell to the ground is fine, and he can recover as before in a moment or three, I just hope that all the heroes and predecessors will see it clearly, and don't be instigated by others, so as not to be used by traitors!"

Chen Jianping said it very politely, although he said so, but after a fierce battle, it was clear to anyone with a discerning eye that Chen Jianping had single-handedly made the three or four hundred people present fall to the ground, and even if the various sects and factions were obsessed, they had to weigh their own strength, and whether they were qualified to attack the Purple Cloud Palace.

The old man in purple took a step forward and said, "I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed, I'm waiting for what face Ziyun Mountain is, and what else can I dare to go to Ziyun Palace to ask for guilt...... That's it......"

Speaking of this, the old man in purple looked up at Chen Jianping, and then said: "My senior brothers and sisters have not asked about the world for a long time, but they have become frogs at the bottom of the well.

Chen Jianping was shocked when he heard the five words "Three Musketeers of Lingnan", and vaguely remembered that the senior brother Geng Jingyun once said that there is a faction in Lingnan, everyone makes swords, and Yu swordsmanship has shocking attainments all the way.

I didn't expect to see it here today, and I thought: "Today's situation is sinister, I must not be defeated, otherwise all the previous efforts will be wasted, these three people are known as the 'Lingnan Three Musketeers' when they are facing the enemy." ”

Chen Jianping knew that although he was only fighting against three people at this moment, his danger was far greater than that of a thousand people, and these three people were known as the "Three Swords", and they also challenged themselves with swordsmanship.

Immediately shook his spirit, did not dare to be careless, the jade bone ring in his left hand sounded lightly, a sword, the bell and the sword bell rang loudly, and said loudly: "Okay, thanks to the three seniors who did not give up, Chen Jianping, a junior of the junior, asked the seniors for a few tricks!"

The three old men slowly drew out their long swords, only to see the old man in purple making a heavy sword with a wide body, the old man in green clothes holding a light and spiritual long sword that was seven feet long, and the old man in blue in the middle holding a thin soft sword.

The three of them glanced at each other, and the old man in purple said, "Let's do it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Chen Jianping shouting: "Be careful!" The silver bell got along, and the bell sword stabbed instantly.

Chen Jianping thought to himself: "I have one enemy against three, if I don't take the lead in taking people, I will suffer even more!"

The old man Lan Yi saw the opportunity quickly, and said loudly: "It's a good time!"

The soft sword in his hand trembled, and he stabbed out, and the soft sword was like a spiritual snake, hovering around the bell sword, and the tip of the sword was cocked like a snake's head, stabbing Chen Jianping's wrist.

Chen Jianping didn't dodge or dodge, the middle finger of his left hand flicked hard, and the tip of the soft sword was bounced away with a "bell", and the bell sword was castrated, and it was about to stab the throat of the old man Lan Yi.

At the last moment, the two old swords of the two elders in purple and Tsing Yi were stabbed on the left and right, Chen Jianping slapped the long sword of the old man in purple with his left palm one foot lower, and his right shoulder shrank by half a foot, and in an instant, the left and right long swords slashed through Chen Jianping's chest and right shoulder respectively, and the difference between the skin was only a millimeter in the middle.

At the same time, the castration of the bell sword stabbed out from Pingping, and instantly turned into the tip of the sword, still stabbing at the throat of the old man in blue.

The people next to him couldn't help but exclaim, and shouted: "Be careful!"

Seeing that the old man in blue had a long sword piercing his throat as soon as he got into his hands, he saw that the old man's upper body leaned back slightly, and the soft sword in his right hand pierced the sword body of the bell sword!

Listening to the sound of the "bell", the bell sword was barely half a foot high, and the sword body grazed the tip of the old man in blue's nose and pierced the air.

Chen Jianping was also shocked in his heart, at this moment, he was strong through the long sword, how powerful the castration was, the soft sword in the old man's hand trembled like a wicker, and he was able to penetrate the long sword and point away the sword he stabbed, which should not be underestimated.

The old man in blue made a successful move, flipped his wrist, and stabbed Chen Jianping's right arm armpit like lightning with a move "Spirit Snake Out of the Hole" soft sword!

Chen Jianping was startled, flew up, spun around three times in the air, shook off the two elders in purple and green clothes, and from top to bottom, like a giant eagle swooped down, stabbing the right shoulder of the old man in blue!

The old man swiped his soft sword, turned around twice, and dodged the sword lightly.

Chen Jianping stabbed the air with a sword, the long sword was propped up on the ground, his waist was straight, and he stood on the spot, his body was extremely handsome.

Everyone present couldn't help but shout "Okay!" and "What a handsome ......", but as soon as the words were shouted, they immediately woke up, how could they shout good for the enemy, and the rest of the words were swallowed back.

In a moment, Chen Jianping and the three musketeers of Lingnan had meritorious deeds, and dozens of moves were dismantled between the electric light and flint, and at this moment, the three old men stood in the shape of a zigzag, surrounding Chen Jianping in the middle, only to hear the old man in purple take a deep breath, and stabbed with a heavy sword.

Chen Jianping raised his sword to parry, and suddenly his heart was shocked, but he saw that the old man in purple's swordsmanship was clumsy, straight up and down, but his power was much greater than that of the old man in blue who made a soft sword.

Just as he was parrying, the old man in Tsing Yi on the side snorted, the long sword shook, and in an instant, he attacked seventy-seven forty-nine swords, but when he heard the forty-nine soft sounds, Chen Jianping avoided the heavy sword of the old man in purple, and surrounded the old man in Tsing Yi to fight fast, and dissolved the forty-nine swords of the old man in Tsing Yi one by one.

At this moment, everyone present from all factions in Wangbei Mountain was amazed, and at this time, they knew that Chen Jian still had spare strength when he was fighting in a chaotic manner.

Everyone thought in their hearts: "The Purple Cloud Palace has been powerful for hundreds of years, and it is really outstanding, but fortunately, the person in the field at this moment is not me, otherwise I would not be able to resist these forty-nine swords alone." ”

The old man in blue on the side stretched out his finger and flicked the soft sword, and the soft sword body buzzed, shouting, "Be careful!" As he spoke, the tip of the sword shook and he also joined the battle group.

At this moment, as soon as the old man in blue joined the battle group, Chen Jianping felt that there was also a feeling of heavy pressure from the right rear, and for a while, the feeling of heavy pressure came from all directions.

Chen Jianping was shocked in his heart, only to see that the three old swordsmanship complemented each other and relied on each other, the soft sword was more than agile, and the heavy sword was made up for if the attack was insufficient; the long sword was more than fast, and the light and agile was insufficient, the soft sword made up for it; the heavy sword was more than enough to attack the fortification, and the light and agile were not enough, so the soft sword and the long sword made up for it, and they were both rigid and soft with each other, both offensive and defensive, and the end was extraordinary!

Chen Jianping knew that what the Lingnan Three Musketeers relied on was the sword formation formed by these three people, but all the sword moves and sword formations in the world were attacking the enemy or defending themselves, but the sword formations formed by the Lingnan Three Musketeers were completely different.

The sword formation formed by these three people uses three different sword techniques to connect with each other, and on the surface, it seems that one move and one style are attacking the enemy, but in fact, they use dense moves to intersect each other, weaving into a group of invisible sword nets.

The swordsmanship of these three people complements each other, reinvigorates each other, is endless, the sword net is woven layer by layer, and in an instant, three or four hundred moves have passed, and the three old sword moves are getting denser and denser.

Chen Jianping intuitively felt that the sword net formed by the three elders was getting tighter and tighter, and the long sword in his hand at the moment could not be handed over half a foot, and a group of people from various sects and factions on the side also saw the clue in this, and all faces were happy.

Liu Ziming saw the form in front of him, and he was overjoyed, thinking: "Shicai, this little thief attacked fiercely, and everyone was caught off guard by him, and now that the Lingnan Three Musketeers are in control, they will definitely be able to capture this guy!"

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt worried: "Chen Jianping is the treasure of the Snake Inner Pill, who in the world doesn't want to take it for himself? If Chen Jianping is captured by this Lingnan Three Musketeers, how can he be willing to hand over Chen Jianping to me, and after Chen Jianping is captured, this Lingnan Three Musketeers will be my number one enemy, and I can't say that when the time comes, I will only have to rob it by surprise!"

Liu Ziming, Xue Zhenzi and Shi Wannian looked at each other, and the two immediately understood, and the three of them stared at the field, thinking about the next plan!

But it was said that Chen Jianping and the Lingnan Three Musketeers were fighting fiercely in the field, and at this moment Chen Jianping couldn't help but sweat on his forehead, and secretly blamed himself for underestimating the heroes of the world, and it was not a pity for him to die, but if all the factions regrouped, wouldn't Ziyun Palace still face a fight!

Thinking of this, his heart was naturally anxious, so impure in his heart, the sword moves in his hand were even more sluggish, and he could be treated with another cup of tea, Chen Jianping only felt that under the heavy pressure, his chest was clogged, his knees were weak, and the long sword in his hand seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and he could barely hold it.